We are giants. My name is Sapsha, and my wife - Yuulya. Now - the best time of life - disarmament, a lot of food, dvuhsotovye telephones, balloons on credit, mopeds, bicycles, tolerance, concerts and more.
We arrive at the village to the grandfather.
And in fact, this grandfather - my grandfather is Yuulin-90-years old, I might still - but I like to eat. Grandpa Fedod out, meet us, we sit at the table, he pulls a huge bottle, said:
Well, bratstsy, have a drink.
But then he remembers:
-Oh, I forgot, starozd. People are not fed.
He lives in the village, and its economy. Keeps people. Now is the time more than good - inexpensive food. Bring meat pepper, soya granular, as well as electronic vitamins. They say if you enlarge them, these are similar to vitamin dvuhsotovye our phones - what's the point, I do not know, but we do not dyarevnya some - it is we do not need.
Grandpa keeps Fedod small people. The store people are big, but they're frozen, and this one taste of chemistry - is not it.
And while he goes out there, we are here to pour Yuuley of fifty, drank, and so my heart warm. Generally, in a thousand lives dyarevne two giants - the normal position, the store just far away. But all his own.
Look Yaschic. Grandpa Fedoda nothing model, we even older. But this is such a program on rural development, dyarevni - to them everything new vezud.
We speak:
A count up - says Yuulya - that I tell you the same day that I'm pregnant, what would you do Sapsha?
-A? - I did not hear.
-Gluhoperdya!
-Oh, you're about it.
-Well, tell Sapsha, tell me, tell me, I want to hear.
-Let's have another drink, while my grandfather Fedod people fed.
Yes, all of you one thing.
Yes, you cho, cho you - I say.
-And you cho.
-And you cho.
Well, tell me.
Cho-skozat something?
-Do you love me?
A then.
No-but what a skozhi!
-What skozat something?
No-Mow. Skozhi.
And we sit and push each other shoulders and choke. Grandpa comes Fedod brings us fruits, vegetables, fried people. We sit, eat, crunch, talking about life.
-How is it there a city unucheki?
-Yes necho - I say.
A flesh horossho?
-Horossho - reply - but it would be better.
Yaschic at this time broadcasts popular TV series about the inhabitants of the village. I do not like sitcoms. A Yuulya also looks - it Babskii occupation. I'm at work exhausted, Cho smaret something? We begin to argue. Yuulya says:
-Smara, Cho show for you!
-Cho!
A-Arm!
-Skozhi, skozhi!
-Smara, Ivgeny sings.
-Oh, a good singer, Ivgeny. Cho sings that?
-Come, listen.
-No, let's cho something else smaret!
-Smara!
-You psihuesh?
-You're psihuesh.
And here, dyarevnya, so good! We're sitting here, and even local pifko - do not forget, the accent on first syllable. To him - Dried people, narrow, black. White to go frying. Yellow - in the marinade. We sit, crunch, talking about life and fate. Oh, just about everything.
Yaschic rumble.
A grandfather Fedod, he is a retired long ago. He reads books are different. Who is reading? No, I read a lot. I'm not arguing. But I retired when I go, I will also read a lot. While once, I'm even afraid to believe what I read in a year. Yuulya even says:
-You Sapsha, reading books in 0.4 years.
That's it! True that.
A grandfather Fedod us - so what's new novel, but about the logs, it's all about the article, and we drink a wonderful local drink, the crunch of fried people, and comes with sun-dried pifko - and indeed, the food - the floor of the case. If you deny yourself all over - well for life. We do all the progressive giants, we do not need no war, no fight - there would always be so. Life ...
In the evening we sit back and choke.
Cho-you - says Yuulya.
Cho-you, - I answered it.
Cho-you!
Cho-you!
Pushed his shoulders. We went to bed, looking out the window - it was right before bed. There - the yard fence, service yard - there is heard the fuss - and people do not sleep at night, something they do. Grandpa really fed them at night, and then says, it happens, do not give sleep. It is also very important to put the grid - that young males are not shabby. But it is his own.
The stars in the window.
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Bright, such as if someone had drilled holes in the bright world ...